Fan Fiction |
by Livia
"This was a bad idea, I look like a prostitute!" she complained, fidgeting in her sleeveless top and skirt.
"YOU were the one that started flipping out about what to wear today for the first time since I met you! So, I put together his outfit for you and you ARE going to wear it." said Tavia as she slipped a pair of heels onto Michelle's feet.
"These things are SO HIGH! I'm gonna kill myself with this!"
"You have to dress to impress. Now, no guy would want to go out with a slob. There finished!"
Tavia admired the work she did on Michelle and turned her around to face the mirror. Michelle stood there, with her perfectly straight hair and makeup in the light blue sleeveless top, black skirt, and strappy high heels.
"Wow, you actually look good! I'm good at this, maybe I should become a make up artist and give people makeovers instead of becoming an actress!" beamed Tavia.
"If you're done now turning me into a hooker, I'm going to leave now." Michelle replied, ignoring her comment as she shifted uncomfortably in her clothes.
"WAIT! Something's missing....I know!" Tavia rumaged through her closet until she found a dark blue handbag, "Here!" she said tossing it over to Michelle.
"HOW am I supposed to fit ALL my files in here?" she asked, holding it up.
"It's nine inches by seven inches, it fits alot in there!"
"You MEASURE your bags?"
"No..just use it, you don't want to ruin the look with a bad accessory!"
Tavia put all the contents of Michelle's briefcase into the bag before she could protest.
"There! Now you ate breakfast already..ok, you're all set!"
"Do I HAVE to wear this?" Michelle protested as she was shoved towards the door and to the elevator.
"Of course, you want to become the future Mrs. Ng right? Alright, bye now!" Tavia directed Michelle into the elevator and waved at her as the door closed.
Michelle groaned, wondering WHAT she was thinking in the first place asking to borrow something to wear from Tavia. She had woken up this morning and found everything in her wardrobe not nice enough to be seen wearing around Ron. However, she forgot Tavia's clothes were all pretty tight, some revealing, and the latest styles.
**AT GOLDEN ENTERPRISES**
Ding! The elevator stopped on the fifth floor as Michelle stumbled towards the office in the heels. She opened the door to the office, everybody stopped and looked at her. One of her coworkers were pouring hot coffee and continued to pour it as he looked at Michelle, causing it to go onto the floor. Before she knew what was happening, everyone ran towards her with many questions.
"Whoa, is that REALLY Michelle?"
"Why are you dressed so pretty today?"
"Wait, wait I know the answer! She's NOT Michelle and she actually has a twin! You see, her and her twin sister was seperated at birth.."
"No that's stupid! Maybe she's dressing because she has her eye on somebody!"
However, Michelle looked amongst the crowd, looking for Ron.
"Well it certainly isn't you then! You're fat and balding! There's nobody in this office that looks good except Ron!"
"Where is he anyways?"
"Oh, I heard he called in sick today."
When Michelle heard this, she turned around and walked awkwardly towards the elevator. "Tell the boss I'm going to take today off!" she yelled as she went into the elevator.
They all watched as she left as abruptly as she came in.
"I know! She's entering the Miss Hong Kong pageant and wants to see if she looks good for her interview. So she came here for our opinions!"
Everyone looked at him, rolled their eyes and went back to work.
When Michelle left the building, she called Ron.
"Hello, Ron?"
"Michelle?"
"I heard you called in sick today so I was just wondering if you needed anything. I'll go buy it then stop by. Did you eat breakfast yet?"
"No...ahhh-chooo!" he sneezed into the phone.
"I'll go buy some herbs and 'juek'(Chinese congee/porridge-white stuff) for you then."
"That sounds good. Pbbbbbt!" Ron blew his nose.
"Alright, I'll see you later. Get some rest!" with that, Michelle hung up. She walked onto the corner of the street to hail a taxi. After standing there for a good ten minutes, she decided to walk.
As Michelle took the first step into the street, she stepped right into a gutter. The heel of her shoe got stuck in it. *Damn Tavia, she just HAD TO give me these shoes to wear!* Just then, a car drove by and splattered mud all over her. Drenched in mud, she got the shoe free but the heel broke off. Sighing, she went into a restaraunt. Upon entering, she remembered that most restaraunts made their 'juek' with artificial flavoring, which was bad.
"Excuse me but do you make plain congee without artificial flavoring?"
"Miss, no restaraunt makes things without artificial flavoring now, what are you joking me?"
Michelle limped out with her broken shoe and mud drenched clothes. People eyed her strangely as she walked down the street. After two blocks, she entered another restaurant.
"Excuse me but do you make plain congee without artificial flavoring?"
"What restaurant doesn't use ariticial flavoring nowadays? No, we don't have any."
Just then, she overheard a conversation between two elderly women behind her.
"My son was so sick and you know how old I am. I can't even hold a cup without the liquid spilling out. I couldn't make him anything to eat and you know how all the foods today are filled with artificial flavors. But I heard of this restaurant that made everything without it."
As Michelle heard this, she approached the old woman.
"Excuse me 'ah paw'(old woman, used for somebody who can be as old as your grandmother) but where is this restaurant you're talking about?"
"Oh, it's very far away. It takes two hours to walk there and an hour by car or bus..."
After Michelle recieved the directions, she quickly hurried to get a taxi. They were driving for ten minutes when suddenly there was a "flubflubflub" sound.
"Miss, I think the car has a flat tire. It'll take a while to fix it."
Michelle paid the taxi driver and got out. However, the area where she was at there were no taxis available or a bus. Michelle looked at her watch, *A whole hour and forty-five minutes of walking...*
**AT RON AND RAY'S APARTMENT**
Ron woke up from resting, glancing at the clock he wondered what was taking Michelle so long.
*Maybe she got home and was going to come over?* He picked up the phone and punched in her home phone number.
"Hello?"
To Ron's suprise, it was Tavia and not Michelle, "Uh hi, Tavia? Don't you have work? And is Michelle there?"
Tavia wondered why Ron would be asking that if she was supposed to be with him at the office.
"No, isn't she with you at the office? My part isn't in today's script so I don't have to go to the theatre."
"I called in sick today. Before Michelle said she was going to get me some breakfast but she hasn't come yet." Ron stopped and started coughing.
Tavia closed her eyes, she haven't seen Ron since that night he told her how he felt. Besides that, she hadn't told him or Mich about Ray yet. Although she did see him the time they hung out talking about how he saved Michelle from Mr. Kwan. But as awkward as it would be, she couldn't stand the thought of him being sick without food.
"You know what, I'll cook you up some congee. I'll be over in half an hour."
There was a pause on both ends.
"Thanks."
**ON THE STREET**
Michelle stopped, leaning against the railing as she wiped sweat off of her forehead. She had finally gotten to the restaraunt after an hour and fifty minutes of walking.
"Look mommy, that girl looks funny." a child said, tugging on his mother's shirt and pointing at Michelle.
The mother looked at Michelle all covered in dirt, sweat, and had a missing heel on one of her shoes. She quickly pulled her child along, "Come on, let's go."
Michelle sighed and went into the restauraunt. *Why am I going through so much trouble just to get a breakfast?* She was relieved to find that they DID have congee without artificial flavors. After buying it, she quickly hailed a taxi to go to Ron's house.
*AT RON AND RAY'S APARTMENT*
Dingdong!
Ron opened the door to find Tavia holding a shopping bag.
"Come in."
Tavia walked in, "I made pork congee and some herbal tea."
Ron closed the door, "Thanks so much, I would have starved to death."
**OUTSIDE RON AND RAY'S APARTMENT-downstairs/outdoors**
Michelle hastily paid the taxi driver and in her excitement, started running towards the building. Forgeting she was wearing heels, she tripped and fell on the floor. She ended up scrapping her hand which started bleeding after she tried to stop her fall. Going into the
building, she waited for the elevator to come.
*AT RON AND RAY'S APARTMENT*
"I wonder what's taking Michelle so long. She said she was going to buy something over an hour ago." said Ron as he ate the congee.
"Maybe you should call her."
**DOWNSTAIRS*
Michelle got into the elevator and turned towards the mirrored walls as the door closed.*Wow, I DO look like a mess!* She stood there observing her mud-stained clothes, messy hair,sweaty face, and her broken shoe. She quickly fixed her hair and tried to rub the mud off without success.
**AT RON AND RAY'S APARTMENT*
Ron picked up the phone to dial Michelle's cell number.
"Maybe she got lost or something, you know Michelle." joked Tavia.
*IN THE ELEVATOR*
Ding! The elevator came to a stop. Michelle walked towards the apartment to hear laughter coming from inside. *But isn't Ron supposed to be sick? Who is in there with him then?* Her answer came when she heard Ron and Tavia talking inside. At that instant, her cell phone rang.
She quickly walked away from the door.
"Hey, Michelle, it's Ron. I was just wondering where you were since it's been more than two hours since you said you were..."
"Uh yea, I'm sorry I forgot to buy it. It's just that I had lots of proposals and reports to finish."
"Oh, it's alright. Tavia made something for me to eat."
"That's good, listen I have to go now. Bye." she quickly hung up, not wanting to hear the details.
*AT RON AND RAY'S APARTMENT*
"Where is she?"
"I think she's at the office. She's way too serious about work, she completely forgot to buy the food."
**OUTSIDE THE APARTMENT BUILDING- outdoors*
Michelle limped away from the building, she then realized that she was still holding the bag with the congee in it. In frustration she threw it onto the floor, causing all the contents to come out. Just then, Tavia came out of the building and walked up behind her.
"Michelle?" Tavia looked at the mess on the floor.
"You knew! I want to know why you were upstairs!"
"Michelle, let me explain. Before Ron called and he was sick, he didn't have anything to eat yet. He said you were going to go buy something to eat but you still didn't show up after almost two hours. So I was just going to make him..."
"I don't want to hear your explanation!" Michelle said cutting Tavia off, she walked away, leaving Tavia standing there with the congee on the ground.
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Hm...this has to be the most boring chapter so far right? Well it's just to set the beginning of the problems that will come. Some of you people may wonder where Ray is, he's at work. All of this did happen during the day because Ron and Michelle took the day off from being sick. Also, Tavia didn't have work. Hope this chapter wasn't THAT boring ;\